The gods descend into reality

A dispute arose over a trivial matter, and his entire family was killed by the other party.

Finally, he tied himself to a big tree and rubbed the blade of a sword back and forth on his skin.

Later, after joining the Songshan Sect and mastering his martial arts, he found those people and killed them all.

As for reputation.

From the day they joined the Songshan Sect, it meant that the reputation they had been cultivating was essentially meaningless.

My Songshan Sect is powerful, therefore my Songshan Sect represents the side of justice.

At this moment, Ding Mian felt the same way he did when he was tied to a tree, helpless and on the verge of death.

But how is this possible.

You should know that you are now one of the Thirteen Protectors of Mount Song.

His martial arts skills were comparable to those of some of the leaders of the Five Mountains Sword Sect.

There are definitely people in the martial arts world who can make you feel this helpless.

However, the Huashan Sect absolutely does not have such a person.

It should be noted that after the battle of Huashan sword qi, the strongest was Yue Buqun.

Ding Mian looked down on Yue Buqun.

But he's too hypocritical.

What kind of gentlemanly sword is this? He's clearly a hypocrite.

"What kind of skill is it for a demonic cultist to hide his true colors!"

Ding Mian looked up at the sky and cursed.

Over the years since joining the Songshan School, Ding Mian has become an expert in this form of flattery.

Regardless of whether you've done anything bad before, just label you a heretic or a demon.

What?

You are not a heretic from the Demonic Sect?

Our Songshan Sect is the head of the Five Sacred Mountains Sword Sects; we are the righteous sect.

If you oppose us, then you're a heretic or evil person.

Might makes right.

Isn't that how the martial arts world is?

"Master, he is--"

Upon hearing Ding Mian's words, Linghu Chong immediately tried to explain.

After all, others may not know, but I do.

This is none other than Feng Qingyang, the grandmaster-uncle.

At the same time, Linghu Chong felt a slight sense of emotion.

Sure enough, it was Grandmaster Feng who saved me when I was about to be ambushed.

What merit do I, Linghu Chong, possess to be able to send my grandmaster uncle down the mountain?

But we can't just get emotional right now.

Ding Mian, that simpleton, really dares to say anything.

If you anger Grandmaster Feng, you won't even know how you died!

"Haha, excellent! I never expected that the eldest disciple of the Huashan Sect would be colluding with the demonic cultists. I admire Senior Brother Yue's ability to cultivate disciples!"

Ding Mian said in a sarcastic tone.

No wonder—

Ding Mian then looked as if he had just realized something.

"I noticed something strange about this kid's swordsmanship just now. It's not like the Huashan swordsmanship at all; in fact, it seems to be a style specifically designed to counter it. As expected, the Demonic Sect's desire to destroy us is still alive and well!"

Ding Mian seemed to have grasped the key point and suddenly realized something.

Yue Buqun...

Ning Zhongze...

Linghu Chong...

Everyone...

This guy, one of the Thirteen Protectors of Mount Song, has a truly remarkable ability to make connections.

They seem completely unreasonable.

Ding Mian naturally noticed the expressions on the faces of the others.

But Ding Mian didn't care at all.

Sometimes, how you 'deduce' how someone became a demonic cult is not very important.

The important thing is that if the other party doesn't handle it well, this matter will spread from the Songshan Sect.

At that time, the fact that the eldest disciple of the Huashan Sect colluded with the demonic sect will become true, even if it wasn't true before.

"Whoosh~"

An invisible sword aura sliced ​​through the air and instantly pierced through Ding Mian's hair.

Ding Mian's hair instantly became disheveled.

Warm, fresh blood slowly flowed down from his scalp.

"Mr. Anonymous, what is this?"

The aged voice spoke again, but there was a hint of speechlessness in it.

Feng Qingyang was truly speechless.

Having lived to such an old age, I've long since seen through the ups and downs of life.

According to his own plan, he would wait for Ding Mian to jump, and when Ding Mian was jumping the most enthusiastically, he would then appear and slap him to death.

Whatever was said in the martial arts world, Feng Qingyang didn't care at all.

Even if I am a demon, is there anyone in the martial world who can punish me?

I never expected that this nameless man would have an even more volatile temper than I did.

"Sorry, this is the first time I've seen such a shameless person, I couldn't help myself."

Wuming said with a hint of helplessness.

And only now did two figures finally appear in the main hall of Mount Hua.

A figure with white hair and a youthful face appeared, exuding an air of otherworldly grace and resembling a reclusive sage.

The other person looked younger and was holding an erhu, making him appear to be a street performer in a restaurant.

However, no one dared to underestimate these two.

The old man, with his otherworldly and otherworldly demeanor, was clearly a boss-level figure.

The person playing the erhu looks like the one who just unleashed the sword energy.

This level of cultivation alone is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Senior Brother Yue, the demonic cultist is in your Huashan Sect! Why isn't the Huashan Sect taking action against him?!"

Ding Mian looked at Yue Buqun and shouted loudly.

"this--"

Yue Buqun instinctively reached out to step forward.

Although they secretly wished Ding Mian would die sooner, the Five Mountains Sword Sects were of one mind and one heart.

Well, at least that's how it seems on the surface.

Now is not the time to break ties with Zuo Lengchan; for now, we need to maintain a facade of politeness.

“Master, that’s Grandmaster Feng Qingyang.”

Linghu Chong's eerie voice rang out, causing Yue Buqun, who was about to make a move, to freeze.

"Impossible, impossible! Feng Qingyang was tricked into marrying a prostitute back then, and he committed suicide out of shame long ago. Linghu Chong, your bluffing and bringing up Feng Qingyang won't save you!"

Ding Mian immediately shouted.

His voice trembled slightly.

Whether the Huashan Sect colluded with the Demonic Sect or not, I don't know, but if the other party really is Feng Qingyang...

Not only would his own medicine be ruined, but Senior Brother Zuo's entire plan would also be in vain.

It should be noted that back then, Mount Hua was the most prestigious of the Five Sacred Mountains Sword Sects. If it weren't for the sword qi dispute that caused the deaths of almost all of Mount Hua's high-ranking members, Mount Song would not have been able to rise to power.

But those two sects of sword energy are just that powerful.

Before the final battle, the Qi Sect also sent someone to lure Feng Qingyang away.

They were afraid that Feng Qingyang would disrupt the balance.

This demonstrates Feng Qingyang's power.

"Master Feng...Master Feng!"

"Uncle-Master Feng, your unfilial disciple Cong Buqi pays respects to Uncle-Master Feng!"

"This unworthy disciple, Feng Buping, greets Martial Uncle Feng!"

"Disciple Yue Buqun (Ning Zhongze) greets Uncle Feng!"

Ding Mian...

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Damn it, why didn't you come out sooner if there was such an old monster on Mount Hua?!